The battle between superiors lies in the front line.
The Taoist Lord of the Corpse God was struck by Zhang Yutang's magical power of the bright moon rising from the sea, and he was in a trance for a moment. Green Snake immediately seized the opportunity and used the most ruthless move of the Sky Snake Sword Technique, Sky Snake Swallowing the Moon.
The sword energy of this move condensed into a line and pierced directly into the purple palace between the eyebrows of the Corpse God Dao Lord.
The sharp sword energy directly broke through the Zi Mansion and stabbed into the soul of the Corpse God Dao Lord.
The soul of the Corpse God Dao Lord was in the shape of a skeleton. He stood in the Zi Mansion, breathing in the corpse air and corpse mist. The yellow corpse air was as thick as the sky. Looking at the piercing sword energy, his hollow eyes suddenly opened.
A strange dark light flickered out, illuminating the Heavenly Snake sword technique.
"The innate corpse god uses resentment as his power and feeds on blood. He walks among immortals and uses the blood of all living beings in the world to entertain his loneliness. His blood is overwhelming!"
A faint voice sounded, and the Zifu of the Corpse God Dao Lord suddenly turned into a sea of blood. The rolling sea of blood boiled endlessly. A bloody man made entirely of blood stood up in the sea of blood. He held a trident and struck with a halberd.
The sea of blood makes waves.
"Platinum Light!"
Zhang Yutang's voice immediately resounded in the Purple Mansion of the Corpse God Dao Lord, and a white-gold light formed into a ball. The light of merit and aura of awe shone out, and the entire sea of blood suddenly made a sizzling sound.
The platinum light formed by the combination of meritorious golden light and awe-inspiring aura has an extremely strong restraint effect on evil practices. When the light shines, the effect will be immediately apparent.
Pieces of blood seas were evaporated under the light of platinum. The Green Snake Yuanshen wielded a sword with a thousand sword energy. In the bloody haze, the sword was like a dragon, piercing the bloody man.
A miserable cry came from the bloody man, and he immediately fell into the sea of blood. The sea of blood boiled, and the whole space began to become unstable. The green snake's voice immediately came from the green light sword: "Yutang, retreat quickly, this
The soul of the Corpse God Dao Lord has been cut off, and the Zi Mansion space is no longer stable. The space is about to collapse."
"good!"
Zhang Yutang responded. He pulled out his soul and instantly put it back in his mind.
Then the three of them stood on the green boat, injected mana into it, and flew through the air.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
There was a loud noise from behind. The body of the Corpse God Taoist exploded from his head like a series of firecrackers. The crane demon next to him was also blown away by the powerful power generated when the Corpse God Taoist's body and soul exploded.
Shattered to pieces.
"A master of Yuan Shen died like this!"
Zhang Yutang stood on the green boat. Looking into the distance, it was a little unbelievable, and more importantly, he couldn't believe it. Earthly Immortal, that was the existence that opened the door to the Purple Mansion, and the soul and mana were combined into one, reaching the most perfect state.
He died in front of him like this. For a moment, Zhang Yutang couldn't believe this result.
"What's the matter? Don't forget, I am also a Yuanshen Taoist."
Green Snake smiled faintly: "What's more, this person's cultivation level is not high. The truly unpredictable Yuanshen Taoist can still maintain the Zifu space even if he dies. There are countless treasures stored in the Zifu space.
Some latecomers can go through special passages and enter the Zifu space formed after the death of the Yuanshen Taoist to hunt for treasures."
"As for this so-called Taoist Lord of the Corpse God, as soon as his Yuanshen was killed, the Zifu space exploded immediately. There was no stability at all. It looked like he had just entered the Yuanshen realm. What's even more tragic is that his Zifu space was not at all stable.
There are no treasures, raw materials or anything like the elixir of heaven and earth. It can be seen that this person is also a down-and-out casual cultivator. Killing such a person is nothing."
Zhang Yutang was secretly speechless after hearing this. He knew that his cultivation was shallow, so he was naturally very interested in being able to kill a Yuanshen Taoist. However, Qing She had also cultivated Yuanshen and accepted a lot of his own knowledge, and his cultivation realm became more and more ethereal.
, becomes incomprehensible
General Yunwei's Mansion.
After Yu Zui heard about the death of his son Yu Menglong, he had always had a gloomy face.
"Kill my only heir. No matter what abilities you have or what your status is, Zhang Yutang, you will die, and you will not die well."
Yu Zui was dressed in armor and moved. The iron leaves of the armor collided together, making a crackling metal collision sound. He came to the door of the inner room and said: "Steward Mi, go to the capital and do some good activities.
Try your best to kill Zhang Yutang. If you can't kill him, you will have to bribe the examiner Enke. Just tell me, General Yunwei, that Zhang Yutang is too young and has insufficient experience. He needs a few more years of training before he can pass high school."
"Yes, sir!"
Butler Mi had a long beard, he was lean and tall, and he bowed slightly to Yu Zui before breaking into the void.
In the space of thousands of miles, in just one thought, this is a person with extremely advanced cultivation.
It didn't take long before Butler Mi appeared outside the capital, with the tall tower in sight.
Mi Guanjia, a highly skilled practitioner, did not dare to demonstrate Taoism directly in the capital and escaped into the city.
At this time, the popularity of the capital city was at its peak, dragons and tigers were roosting, and there were countless masters and princes and nobles hiding there. Their energy, luck, and official aura were all extremely strong, and they were able to suppress the monks from performing Taoism in the city.
"I'll wait for you here! If you kill the young master, you will have to pay for it with your life."
Butler Mi sat on a big tree not far from the entrance to the city. He closed his eyes and sat quietly. His whole body was one with the sky and the earth, as if the person was the tree and the tree was also the person. The two merged into one, without distinguishing each other.
"This time I am rushing to take the exam in the capital. As a born disciple of Penglai Immortal Pavilion, I must be the best. Only by being the best can I exert an unparalleled influence in the court and in the world, so that more people can understand Penglai, know Penglai, and believe in
Penglai, protect Penglai."
A handsome young man with a beautiful face was riding on a tall white horse with a folding fan in the middle of winter. He was fanning loudly and murmuring to himself: "
When we were going down the mountain, the old man said that this time, there will be a big disaster between heaven and earth, and countless sects will be involved in it. If it doesn't work, the mountain gate will be broken, and there will never be immortality."
"However, I think the old man must be an alarmist. Along the way, the people have become rich, the officials are relatively clean, and there are no signs of a catastrophe."
This young master is Lin Qiuqiu, one of the six young masters of the Immortal Path.
Lin Qiuqiu was half-lying lazily on the tall white horse, leisurely walking towards the capital. Suddenly, Mu Zili, who was half-closed, glanced at a nearby big tree with a flash of light.
"Is someone robbing the road?"
Prince Charming, Lin Qiuqiu, felt a little funny: "Could it be that someone knew that I, Prince Charming, was going to take part in the imperial examination? They were afraid that I would be so arrogant and win the championship in one fell swoop, so they sent someone to stop me from entering Beijing." (To be continued...)